What catches your eye is a pair of long legs with incredible proportions.
She raised her gaze and met the man's dark, obscure eyes.
Although the room was as warm as spring, the man's expression reminded people of the coldest days of winter.
The remaining sleepiness in Jiang Ningyan's mind disappeared.
What kind of good person doesn't do his job in broad daylight, but instead stares at others sleeping at the head of their bed?
She stretched herself and said lazily, "What's wrong?"
"I'm reading."
Lu Bingchuan put aside the book that had been opened but not turned over for a long time.
Jiang Ningyan curled her lips, "You're just staring at me, afraid that I'll run away, right?"
Lu Bingchuan was silent for a moment, "Yeah."
Jiang Ningyan turned over and sat up. "You're so nice, I really don't want to leave you. Besides, the wall is so high..."
She glanced at the scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window and suddenly paused.
If she remembered correctly, the courtyard wall the day before yesterday was definitely not this high, right?
"Lu Bingchuan."
She took a deep breath, her face full of seriousness, "I will prove my words to you with my actions."
She walked towards the medicine cabinet in the corner.
A man's calm voice came from behind, "My wound has been dressed."
Jiang Ningyan thought for a moment and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll go cook."
Although her cooking skills are not very stomach-friendly, at least she is sincere.
Lu Bingchuan pulled the corner of his lip and said, "It's ready. It's on the table in the restaurant on the first floor."
Jiang Ningyan rubbed her head and said, "Well, I'll go make you some snacks."
She was about to walk out of the room when she heard the man's cold tone.
"Well, let's make sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
She tripped and nearly fell.
"You already know everything..."
She was so anxious to please Lu Bingchuan at the time that she had no time to learn how to make sugar cakes, so she just bought some from a state-owned restaurant.
It seems that during the time she was away, Lu Bingchuan had investigated her every move thoroughly.
She leaned over, placed her small hands on the man's shoulders, and kneaded them gently.
"I'll give you a massage. Don't be angry, okay?"
Lu Bingchuan said stiffly, "I'm not angry."
The woman's soft, boneless hands were more like tickling than massaging.
Wherever the fingertips touched, a small flame would ignite.
Jiang Ningyan was still wondering as she felt the man's increasingly tense body under her palm.
"Relax, how can I press you like this?"
Lu Bingchuan sat there without moving, with a stern face, and stretched out his long arms to pull her into his arms.
The low, hoarse voice was filled with coldness. "No need to please me. I won't be soft-hearted."
Jiang Ningyan kissed him on the cheek, "I'm not trying to please you, I'm really good to you."
However, it seemed that there was really nothing she could do for Lu Bingchuan.
"Tell me quickly, what can I do to make you happy?"
She frowned fiercely and forced Lu Bingchuan to speak.
The man was silent for a moment, his warm breath falling on her neck.
All the way down.
She finally knew what Lu Bingchuan wanted.
She was kissed until she was breathless and pressed into the soft quilt, and a question vaguely occurred to her.
She remembered that Lu Bingchuan was an ascetic person.
Is it really right to be so busy just after getting up?
…
Zhou family, study.
"Brother Lu, congratulations, your mental state is much better now than before."
Zhou Linzheng put the stack of papers in his hand on the table and let out a sigh as he looked at the man opposite him.
"Looking at this, you're almost out."
Wen Bo also had an expression as if he had been pardoned.
"Brother Lu, let me ask you, if one day you found out that Comrade Jiang was married to a man, what would you do?"
A cold light flashed across Lu Bingchuan's eyes, "Kill that man and take him back."
The smile on Zhou Linzheng's face fell, "Brother Lu, all your psychological treatment these days has been in vain, right?"
"Whatever the question is, you must answer it gently and rationally!"
Lu Bingchuan sat opposite him with an expressionless face, indifferent.
Wen Bo patted his shoulder and said, "You don't want to sit in this seat, but there are a lot of people who want it."
"During the days you were away from the army, that kid from the Qiao family stole the spotlight. Do you know how he was playing tricks on you in front of others?"
Lu Bingchuan glanced at him coldly, his voice extremely steady.
"I don't care."
Then he took a step forward with his long legs and walked straight towards the door.
Zhou Linzheng held his forehead speechlessly for three seconds, then stood up and chased after him.
"Brother Lu, we haven't seen each other for several days, what have you been busy with these days?"
Someone answered irrelevantly, "I'm very busy."
Zhou Linzheng persisted, "Since you're here, why don't you have a meal at my house before you leave?"
The corners of Lu Bingchuan's lips curled up slightly, "I have something else to do."
After being rejected several times, Zhou Linzheng had no choice but to look at him worriedly.
Zhou Linzheng's eyes caught sight of the pastry shop across the street, and he suddenly remembered something.
"Hey, this shop is finally open. Children love it. I'm going to buy some for my niece."
He ordered his niece's favorite cream cake, and when he took out his wallet, he heard a steady voice beside him.
"I want one too."
Zhou Linzheng's eyelids jumped, and he found that Lu Bingchuan had also followed him.
"This is food for children. Are you interested?"
Lu Bingchuan seemed to have remembered something interesting, and there were twinkling smiles in his eyes.
"Yeah, I bought it for the kid."
Zhou Linzheng thought about it for a long time, but couldn't remember whether the Lu family had any children.
The Lu family only has this one golden seedling, and he is still unmarried even at an old age. There is no way a child can come out of a crack in the stone, right?
“Bang, bang, bang—”
There seemed to be a few gunshots in the distance, and there was a faint commotion of voices.
The two of them looked in that direction at the same time, their expressions not looking good.
The next second, Wen Bo came out of the yard angrily, apparently having just received news from the phone.
"That Qiao family kid is so stupid! He didn't even keep an eye on them, letting a few smugglers get into the city and then shooting people in the street!"
Zhou Linzheng sneered, "Tsk, so stupid."
…
It's getting dark.
Before leaving, Lu Bingchuan said he would be back soon.
But it has been several hours and there is still no sign of anyone.
After a few gunshots, Jiang Ningyan could no longer sit still.
It was really hard for her not to make some associations.
Could it be that Lu Bingchuan was attacked?
After all, in melodramatic novels, a male protagonist who has never been shot is not worthy of being called the male protagonist.
No, she still has to go out and see for herself!
After thinking it over, Jiang Ningyan strolled into the yard.
As she expected, the gate was locked tightly from the outside, leaving no gap at all.
Then there is only one way, climb the wall!
The walls of the courtyard have been raised, making it extremely difficult to climb up.
However, Jiang Ningyan persevered. She moved all the movable objects in the yard to the bottom of the wall and stepped on it carefully.
Finally, she touched the top of the wall.
Next, it’s time to test your arm strength!
Her fingers were scratched by the rough wall and hurt, but she gritted her teeth and said nothing.
Just before she was about to succeed, a loud shout came from behind her.
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